The rains had derailed my temple touring plans. So I found myself at Jim Thompson's house thoroughly unimpressed. Though I finally learned why that raised step in between doorways exists. And I'm stubbing my toes at a slightly less frequency. Went to a giant seven story mall and played House of the Dead I, III, and IV back to back. Epic. Took a nap before going out for the night. Enjoyed a beer while eavesdropping on some Swiss boys debating the merits of whether I was a Thai lady boy. Met a Pole who had fallen in love with a Thai girl seven years earlier and never left. But it didn't work out so well for him.
Today I awoke in a mood of sorts. Perhaps it was my mother ringing me at 630am. Perhaps just anxiety over leaving to Chiang Mai tonight. I am trying to keep an open mind about everything. Trying not to perpetuate the now standardized Shelley curse. Trying not to believe in the inevitability of... anything. But I have five hours to kill. Maybe another Thai massage. Maybe some reading. Definitely some more coffee and cigarettes.
Bee tee dubs, I hate bartering.
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